|Grace loves romance!|
I call her a cat-dog, because we don't keep a litter box in the house and she lets us know when she needs to go out--even if it's 3 a.m. in the morning. Unfortunately, we've become immune to her meows as we sleep, so she either wakes us up by shoving her nose in our faces, or she attacks our feet. Both get her the desired result.
She used to "knock" on the window behind my computer desk when she wanted to come in, but quickly discovered nails screeching across the glass gets me out of my chair MUCH faster.
Recently she commandeered a new spot in my writing area, though down by my feet is still a favorite place for her to snooze. Very nice for me, because I ease my toes under her and she keeps them warm...if I move slow enough to avoid a daytime attack.
Lastly, if the kids are bothering/chasing her, she jumps on my lap and begs for protection--which is always given. Even if she doesn't quite make the leap and uses her nails to secure a hold. Ouch!
But she gives us joy each day, and lots of love, (no matter how many of the kids' toads she lets loose in the house) and we wouldn't trade her for anything.
May you have some form of Grace in your life each day! Have a good one. :)
Stacey Joy Netzel